1 To the chief music-maker. Of the sons of Korah; put to Alamoth. A Song. 2 \46:1\God is our harbour and our strength, a very present help in trouble.3 \46:2\For this cause we will have no fear, even though the earth is changed, and though the mountains are moved in the heart of the sea;4 \46:3\Though its waters are sounding and troubled, and though the mountains are shaking with their violent motion. (Selah.)5 \46:4\There is a river whose streams make glad the resting-place of God, the holy place of the tents of the Most High.6 \46:5\God has taken his place in her; she will not be moved: he will come to her help at the dawn of morning.7 \46:6\The nations were angry, the kingdoms were moved; at the sound of his voice the earth became like wax.8 \46:7\The Lord of armies is with us; the God of Jacob is our high tower. (Selah.)9 \46:8\Come, see the works of the Lord, the destruction which he has made in the earth.10 \46:9\He puts an end to wars over all the earth; by him the bow is broken, and the spear cut in two, and the carriage burned in the fire.11 \46:10\Be at peace in the knowledge that I am God: I will be lifted up among the nations, I will be honoured through all the earth.12 \46:11\The Lord of armies is with us; the God of Jacob is our high tower. (Selah.)

1 Til sangmesteren; av Korahs barn; efter Alamot*; en sang. / {* sannsynligvis en toneart, 1KR 15, 20.}2 Gud er vår tilflukt og vår styrke, en hjelp i trengsler, funnet såre stor.3 Derfor frykter vi ikke, om jorden omskiftes, og om fjell rokkes i havets hjerte,4 om dets bølger bruser og skummer, og fjell bever ved dets overmot. Sela.5 En strøm - dens bekker gleder Guds stad, den Høiestes hellige bolig.6 Gud er midt i den, den skal ikke rokkes; Gud hjelper den når morgenen bryter frem.7 Folkeferd bruste, riker blev rokket; han lot sin røst høre, jorden smeltet.8 Herren, hærskarenes Gud, er med oss; Jakobs Gud er vår faste borg. Sela.9 Kom, se Herrens gjerninger, som har gjort ødeleggelse på jorden!10 Han gjør ende på krigene over hele jorden, bryter buen sønder og hugger spydet av; vognene brenner han op med ild.11 Hold op og kjenn at jeg er Gud! Jeg er ophøiet iblandt folkene, ophøiet på jorden.12 Herren, hærskarenes Gud, er med oss; Jakobs Gud er vår faste borg. Sela.